To him who in the love of nature holds 

 Communion with her visible forms, she speaks 

 A various language, 



and makes one feel better for having mingled with the 

 Royal Roycrofters who believe the good things of this 

 earth were made for its men and women, made to be en- 

 joyed here and not hereafter, made to be enjoyed by all, 

 shared by all, for joy and happiness may be given to 

 others and in the doing of it we make ourselves happier. 

 You are not asked to give up any of your earthly posses- 

 sions, but in giving and taking kindness, considerate 

 treatment, happiness and good-cheer, all are commu- 

 nists. An inspiring genius must have given birth to all 

 this, and his name is Elbert Hubbard during his visit to 

 this earth. 



The world has produced many great men it has never 

 produced a faultless man. Hubbard's faults, and I hope 

 he is not without them, are his own. I did not enquire 

 into or meddle myself with them and I felt greatly re- 

 lieved when he did not enquire into mine, for I am not 

 made of the kind of clay that can throw stones accurately. 

 I know more about myself than I know about Hubbard, 

 or any one else, and, while I have heard and read many 

 bad things about myself, I do not believe them all. Any- 

 way the worst of them is not so bad as I could tell about 

 myself if I became real chummy with the public. 

 Therefore am I pleased that no one knows me as I know 

 myself, and if any of my friends are blessed with faults 

 and some other friend wishes to gossip about them, I am 

 not the one to " cast the first stone ' or the last one 

 either. 



The world will write Elbert Hubbard a benefactor of the 

 race. He seeks to cause workers to put in practice the old 

 advice : " Whatever your hand finds to do, do it well." 

 He detests cant, hates hypocrisy, and despises sham. He 

 is a real man in all that he does. His writings are virile, 



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